Allow me to introduce
the hermit Hugh
who
I do deduce
felt it within himself
to eschew
an embrace
yet
being obtuse
when on a wild chase
did goose a moose
in the caboose
then a disgrace
but such behaviour
did induce
Bruce
another recluse
to pick up the pace
when playing footsie
under the table
fast and loose
The lack of effort
required to do
the daily tasks
expected of you
Has withered both
your mind and strength
Your life cut short
from greater length
Your struggles are
emotional
To ease, you are
devotional
Your body wastes
in atrophy
Your mind is a
catastrophe
Your time is passed
pushing buttons
On packaged foods
you are a glutton
You exercise
your tongue to speak
while your heart and limbs
are getting weak
Entertainment,
fast and loose,
around your neck
has placed a noose
Put it in
the microwave
Ensure yourself
an early grave
Healing methods
are ignored
as too much work,
while fat is stored
Your sedentary
life goes by
and now you sit
and wonder why
you are so sick
with doctor bills?
Too late you see
convenience kills
© Mike Wise
7/15/14
Looking out today on my locality
so many changes not for the better
everything moves ao fast and loose
all casual as nothing kept by the letter
Dressware like nothing as before
once in the past all dressed class
but now torn jeans is the norm
look in shock you just want to pass
Remember the good times of yesteryear
that generation standards held high
all very smart no matter the event
no respect for all, question why?
As one looks over the mountains
you see clouds hiding the very top
just like today, modern life outlook
one wants to shout, no more, stop!
Standards just don't exist anymore
freedom is the cue that goes overboard
nothing is barred all are let loose
one day pay the price we can't afford
(I live in southwest Scotland, comparing to the times I grew up in the 60/70s and the present situation today.)
Old Soldier's Disease:
Civil War soldiers would march
Pick and eat cherries
No toilet for them
No toilet paper either
Just woods, trees and leaves
The result's the same
Out fast and loose in the end!
Cherries are the pits!
Sex in the air
The mirror is over there
Don't lose the razor blade
Take a line or bump babe
All your fears will fade
Snort, sniff, lick, anyway you want
Feeling sexy & superhuman
Business for the connection is boomin!
Never been this anxious
Paranoia makes me suspicious
Injection is not suggested
Euphoria is the feeling manifested
Addiction has to be said
It's not a problem if I can't find it
If it comes near me I'll find it
Snort, sniff or lick
Line, bump or rail
Hits the sweet spot without fail
Living fast and loose is a rocky road
Debt piles up in f*ck loads
Where did all that money go?
High as a kite and never felt so low
Powder, snow, coke or blow
By the gram, 8 ball, or kilo
Laying out lines in rows
Always ready to go
This is kinda like an Ode
Self-destruction and no where to go
One minute u r up & next u r down
When u r at ur peak
U can hear every sound
Wisdom isn't what u seak
Ur next fix is what u crave
Family is something u should try to keep
Money is something u should save
Eyes of ur loved ones should never weep
Addiction should be pushed away
Hopefully, it's ur soul that u keep
Rumors,
the carpet of deception
The threshold of hearsay
—lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
His warriors called him Chief Randy Moose
Since with young maidens he played fast and loose
He was very prolific
His stamina terrific
He enlarged his tribe with many papoose
I hate to look in the mirror
Afraid to see the truth
My conscience isn't clear
I play fast and loose
I know I changed my identity
When I was chasing my dreams
My face expresses serenity
When I fall into sins
I want to see old Alice
Just look into her eyes
To know what made her callous
First place is her cash prize
I've used to be so cruel
'cause I have learned one phrase
If you desire something
Dog eat dog is your praise
You know I want to win
You're sure I'll never lose
Forget about the values
Forget about the rules
Suppose, I'm double-faced
I was good, but that's bad
Old Alice knows the secrets
I wish I could forget
It was way after eight, at the Cat in the Hat.
The whole plaice was swimming, quoth the mackrel to sprat.
Though the milk was upset, she still stifled her cry,
So sorry i spilt you, mumbled poor humble pie.
My joints are the bees knees, squealed the honey roast ham,
And the apple agreed, she was better than spam.
Then red herring denied, he had something to hide,
Like a small Bombay duck, is a fish that is dried.
While tasty choux pastry, bared her soul to an eel,
The mock turtle announced, i believe i am veal.
And the ice cube was crushed, as she played fast and loose,
For an orange refused, to be part of fruit juice.
As warm rhubarb crumble, melts in custards embrace,
The sour gooseberry tart, wails she's taking my place
Then a voice in my head, spoke it's all fantasy.
Your table awaits you, said the waitress to me.
I glanced at the menu, it was all a la carte.
I said, bring me everything, but let's start with that tart.
The day was hot and reckless
And I? I felt the same
I was feeling young and feckless
The day, it was to blame
The evening too was daring
It made me wild and brash
Drove me to stop caring
Made me heedless, made me rash
Then night time's mindless passion
Spurred me, fast and loose
I lost all sense of right and fashion
The night is also my excuse
So force me to have second thoughts
I'm begging for release
I really shouldn't be wearing shorts
Please call the fashion police
Illegitimacy
Prostitution is
As old as humanity
Girls sell for a price
Food and sex is a precarious combination
Man and beast sailing in the same trepidation
Among beasts the female decides her mate
Amongst humans man decides his choicest pick
A chimpanzee shares her body at a foody price
A peacock sings and dances for a hen he queens
Lady bugs playing fast and loose is no big vice
Females in charge to pick and choose for better genes
Man's philandering leaves behind his tainted genes
FOURTH
Balveen Cheema
November 1, 2015
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When I see you in the broad daylight
Your long,ratty beard gives me a fright
You keep critters in there just for play
They won't hurt a thing,you always say
Whatever you say dear,your shotgun's sawed
Pointed at a young feller whose plan is flawed
He played fast and loose,now baby makes three
Whatever you do dear,don't miss and shoot me!
Whatever you say dear, that moonshine will wait
The revenue man's headed for the front gate
There's biscuits and pinto beans cooked on the fire
But first dear would you go make me a swing tire?
Whatever you say dear,need a hickory switch
To whip some young-uns when I know which is which
Whatever you say dear it's a hard life
Ain't all it's cracked up to-bein' your wife!
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hanging out
that’s what we do
pondering glory and greatness,
drinking nostalgia from a plastic cup
that clock ticks,
that song plays,
cross our t’s and dot our i’s
play fast and loose
eagerly feel up life
say we won’t look back,
but do it when we think no one’s looking
slip, swallow, sing, startle, emerge
try our very hardest to be unique
and close our eyes so tight
that the blackness deepens around us
make our bodies a smile,
open, and begin again.
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